Mysteries of My Web Log
My employers, the mighty Schraf Syndicate, provide each of their star bloggers with tools to analyze and build their web traffic, none of which make much sense to me.
From reading the comments here at the Pigsty, one would think a nice little group of web friends drop by the Pigsty regularly for a cuppa and a comment. Let's see, there's Leo and Hannah out in Arizona, and Paula and Spoke up in Alberta and Kirstie here in Rhode Island, plus my brother Gary in the Santa Cruz mountains of California and Carioca out in San Francisco and, did I miss anybody? Oh yeah, a cat dropped by once - that was unique. But he never came back. Apologies if I missed anybody else.
Yet the Schraf web logs indicate that the Pig's Pad gets nearly 500 "hits" a day and about 60 of those folks stay here for up to an hour each visit to read up on the doings in PonderPig's mind.
Man, I wish I knew who you all were and how you found the Pigsty! It's like there's a big party going on here but I didn't happen to notice. Did a friend tell you? Were you just in the neighborhood and saw my sign?
The Pig Sty is: Open.
Cream teas $.75
Espresso: $.25
Cappucinos $.30
If you're in the mood - drop me a line in the Comments box. Just where you live or something. And is the Baby Beatnik thing working for you? Enquiring pigs want to know!
From reading the comments here at the Pigsty, one would think a nice little group of web friends drop by the Pigsty regularly for a cuppa and a comment. Let's see, there's Leo and Hannah out in Arizona, and Paula and Spoke up in Alberta and Kirstie here in Rhode Island, plus my brother Gary in the Santa Cruz mountains of California and Carioca out in San Francisco and, did I miss anybody? Oh yeah, a cat dropped by once - that was unique. But he never came back. Apologies if I missed anybody else.
Yet the Schraf web logs indicate that the Pig's Pad gets nearly 500 "hits" a day and about 60 of those folks stay here for up to an hour each visit to read up on the doings in PonderPig's mind.
Man, I wish I knew who you all were and how you found the Pigsty! It's like there's a big party going on here but I didn't happen to notice. Did a friend tell you? Were you just in the neighborhood and saw my sign?
The Pig Sty is: Open.
Cream teas $.75
Espresso: $.25
Cappucinos $.30
If you're in the mood - drop me a line in the Comments box. Just where you live or something. And is the Baby Beatnik thing working for you? Enquiring pigs want to know!
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posted by Christopher Newton at 6:18 AM
10 Comments:
Hi Pondering Pig, hmmm, I live in Arizona too like some of your other visitors, and I found you cos you signed my blog, which of course I much appreciate =) I'm not really of the "beat generation" and was in elementary school in the '60's, but my older siblings, especially my sister, Dianne, were really into the beatnik thing...I think I'll recommend your blog to her, she's in the Pac NW right now, and what I know about beatniks I learned from her =) I think you have an awesome blog, and love to read your posts - very cool!!!
And I was just going to say "Hey P.P.,Don't forget Peggi, whose website has the most beautiful photographs." Peggi- your photos are just marvelous, I love them.
Doing a little pondering of my own on the mystery of all the weblog hits that go unaccounted for. Alas, a percentage of them are bots out cruising the globe for open ports so's they can hack servers for nefarious purposes. There's als the spammer bots that we block with word verification. But there are those that are legitimate that never comment. On the logs, I assume they are the ones that go from page to page and stay for any length of time. I am guilty of sometimes not leaving a comment, though that is a rarity. In all honesty, I visited here twice before leaving a comment.
Maybe they're just bashful and are afraid to ask for a cup o' tea?
Well, the price of cappucino is right. Fix me up, Pig!! I love a good, strong coffee....and that's hard to find here in farmer-land, Alberta. The coffee up here is pretty much just brown water.
I never leave a comment unless I have something to say, it's true. And sometimes I just draw a blank. I think I'll do a column about all my favorite bloggers and why I read them.
Agree with Hannah - I love Peggi's work and recommend you all go there right away if you haven't already. I found her because I like Leo Sadorf's stuff too, and he linked to Peggi. So just normal networking.
Hey Paula, belly up to the bar - here's a double acorn cream latte for you, complements of that big guy in the floppy overcoat and hat over his ears in the corner. The one who looks like he's wearing a pig nose.
I must confess, I faithfully read your blog every day in search of new business opportunities. Snout and I have a new enterprise in the West Indies you might possibly be interested in joining. I see you have experience in running reasonably priced tea shops. That would be an excelllent cover for- ahem, I mean, a worthy business we are much in need of here. Please contact at once, Snout, 6 Pig End, West Indies.
I just had to comment again. Nothing new to say, I only strive to make sure the Ponderer doesn't feel neglected by his devoted followers.
Hey, wait a minute. That's a song by Dion and the Belmonts:
"Oh well I'm the type of guy who will never settle down,
Where pretty girls are well you know that I'm around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they're all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name
They call me the ponderer , yeah I'm a ponderer,
I go around around around around...
Well there's Mo on my left and Mary on my right,
And Janie is the girl well that I'll be with tonight,
And when she ask me which one I love the best,
I tear open my shirt and I show Rosie on my chest,
'Cause I'm a ponderer, yeah I'm a ponderer
I ponder around around around around hmmm
Well I roam from town to town, I go through life without a care,
And I'm as happy as a clown,
With my two fists of iron, but I'm goin' nowhere.
Yeah I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around
I'm never in one place I roam from town to town
And when I find myself fallin' for some girl
I hop right in that car of mine, I drive around the world
And I'm a ponderer, yeah I'm a ponderer
I ponder around around around around."
hmmm.
That's a great song, Leonard - you have captured my true personality. Of course, I'll have to ponder it for a while before I'm really sure. I particularly like the part about the two fists of iron. I'll show those bad guys! But how did you know I have a tattoo of Rosie on my chest?
Hello Pondering Pig,
I confess that I often visit the Pigsty without ever blogging a comment so I will do that now. I don’t know anything about the Baby Beatniks but I like to read your stories! By the way – could you send me a cup of real American coffee please? I think I’ve never drunk one before… And for those of you who like tea better than coffee I would recommend a cup of Roiboos with orange-cinnamon flavour and for those who like coffee but can’t take the caffeine I would recommend a cup of Kaffee HAG which hundreds birthday we are celebrating this year!
Best greetings to all og you from Germany!
Silke
Hi Silke, welcome to the Pigsty. Glad you could drop by! We don't get beautiful German girls in these parts too often. We have a special on American coffee this week, so you're in luck. It's that brown watery stuff over there that's been sitting in the pot too long. So it has that nice old smelly boiled flavor we prefer. While you're sampling it, may I have a cup of your excellent German coffee please?
I agree with you about Rooibos, which I first sampled in South Africa several years ago. Except I prefer the unflavored kind.
I'm glad you like my stories!
PonderPig
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